Rewrite (Live at Webster Hall, New York City - June 2011)

I've been workin' on my rewrite that's right

I'm gonna change the ending

Gonna throw away my title

And toss it in the trash

Every minute after midnight

All the time I'm spending

Is just for workin' on my rewrite that's right

And I'm gonna turn it into cash

I've been workin' at the Car Wash

I consider it my day job

'Cause it's really not a pay job

But that's where I am

Everybody says "The old guy

Workin' at the Car Wash

Hasn't got a brain cell left

Since Vietnam"

But I say

Help me help me

Thank you

I'd no idea

That you were there

When I said help me help me

Oh thank you

For listening to my prayer

I'm workin' on my rewrite that's right

I'll eliminate the pages

Where the father has a breakdown

And he has to leave the family

But he really meant no harm

I'm gonna substitute a car chase

And a race across the rooftops

Where the father saves the children

And he holds them in his arms

I said

Workin' on my rewrite